Francis Cabrel - La Corrida - The Bullfight

Since the time I wait
In this dark room
I hear people are amused and singing
At the end of the hallway;
Someone touched the bolt
And I dove towards the day light
I saw the fanfare, the fences
And the people around

In the first moments I believed
That I only had to defend myself
But this place doesn't have any exit
I start to understand
They closed behind me
They got scarred that I back up
I will finaly have it
This ridicule dancer...

Is this a serious world?
Is this a serious world?
Andalousia I remember
The prairies with cactuses around
I'm not going to shake (tremble) in front of
This puppet, this nonentity!
I'm going to catch him, he and his hat
Make them turn like a sun

Tonight the torero's wife
Will rest assured
Is this a serious world?
Is this a serious world?
I pursued many ghosts
Almost touched their ballet shoes
They hit hard in my neck
For me to bow

Where do thoses acrobats come from
With their costumes made of paper?
I never learnd how to fight
Against dolls
Feeling the sand under my head
It's cray how good it feels
I prayed for it to stop
Andalousia I remember

I hear them laught like I groan
I see them dance like I succumb
I didn't think that we could have as much
Fun around a tomb
Is this a serious world?
Is this a serious world?
Si, si hombre, hombre
Baila, baila